Monday, March 05, 2012

Two months old, but hasn't had much play that I've seen. The HADCRUT global surface temperature dataset, often preferred by climate denialists who play at such things, got an upgrade with more Arctic coverage. Like other datasets, that Arctic climate amplification is enough to put HADCRUT4 2010 over the top of previous record holders 1998 and 2005. I guess the denialists won't play with it as much now.

I have no idea if the difference for 2010 is statistically significant, but that's not an adverb that denialists care about.

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That's not the only entertainment to be had at the Annan blog. Check out this trainwreck of mental spillage in the comments. Cameo appearances by all sorts of people, many of them inextricably tangled together in hopeless conjecture.

I don't think us 1.3ers really care about the "record" because the "record" is a fake. It only goes back 150 or 200 years, so why would we use such a minimal amount of data to describe something billions of years old? All these fake record years and still all of them below the GAT.

No, I don't have too much of a problem with the data. I don't think we have enough argo buoys or land temperature siting stations.

I don't like the fact that people are claiming that 2010, 1998 or 1995 are "record" years for high temperatures. How can they be record temperatures when they are all below GAT? You want to explain that to me, T?

I guess it's true that the Earth was warmer during its accretion phase over 4 billion years ago. Someone should examine whether we're just undergoing a perfectly natural accretion cycle, maybe write a book about it.

Every time Jaybird squawks about all-time GAT he makes himself look just that much more pathetic.

Perhaps he'd like to relate just how much better things were for homo sapiens back in the Cretaceous, or heck how about just the early Eocene. Come on Jaybird, how much maize were we growing back then?

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Eli Rabett is a not quite failed professorial techno-bunny, a chair election from retirement, at a wanna be research university that has a lot to be proud of but has swallowed the Kool-Aid. The students are naive but great and the administrators vary day-to-day between homicidal and delusional. His colleagues are smart, but they have a curious inability to see the holes that they dig for themselves. Prof. Rabett is thankful that they occasionally heed his pointing out the implications of the various enthusiasms that rattle around the department and school. Ms. Rabett is thankful that Prof. Rabett occasionally heeds her pointing out that he is nuts.